"That's right, these days, the last three days of every ten days, he will definitely come back." Goss, who was following Gavin, was 100% sure.
Compared to roar, he has a deeper memory of this day.
This is because these are the most difficult days for them every ten days. In order to feed their roaring bellies, they often have to go hungry for several days.
"Well, there will be no training today. You go and collect the tributes as usual." Gavin confirmed today's itinerary.
"Collect tributes?" The half-ogre scratched his bare head, shook his head and said, "No, their tributes are all rubbish and not tasty. I'm already full. Uh... Sir, I can't. Do you want to drive Hao away? Hao, I am loyal to you. I will not run away or accept any more tributes."
The half-ogre had a rare flash of inspiration in his head, but he failed to use it on the right path. Thinking that Gavin was testing his loyalty, he hurriedly patted his chest to show his loyalty.
"Your Majesty asked you to collect tributes, not because he really asked you to collect tributes, but because...anyway, Your Majesty must have his own deep meaning in doing so. You just need to do it according to His Majesty's wishes." Goss or He more or less guessed Gavin's intention, but he wasn't sure.
"Really?" The half-ogre ignored Goss's pretentiousness, and his stupid eyes fell on Gavin.
"I asked you to collect the tribute, and I did have my own plan. This time I am not asking you to go alone. I will lead someone behind you. You only need to walk around the original route and collect all the original tributes. Just collect it and give it to us. If you don't like the tribute they provided, bring it back and let our cooks process it. When you are done, I will reward you with a barrel of ale." Gavin nodded and said, Not going to explain too much to the half-ogre.
For his brain capacity, his plan is too complicated, and the half-ogre probably can't understand it at all. He just needs to act like his original self.
"Ale? A barrel?" Just listening to it made the half-ogre's mouth water. He also tasted this drink on the night he welcomed the Cangya tribe, and he fell in love with it at the first sip.
It's just that when distributing ale, Gavin didn't divide it according to body type. The same mug, when placed in front of the kobold, became a large cup, but when placed in front of him, it became a small wine cup. It wasn't even a mouthwash, it was just a tasting cup. Got the taste.
If there was a bucket, he should be able to drink freely.
The half-ogre immediately became energetic, patted his chest and said, "Let's go and collect the tribute. I will give it to you and collect a large amount of tribute."
"This is your new weapon." Gavin pointed to the open space not far away and said, "Try to see if you can get it right."
The original weapon of Half-Ogre Howl had long been used as firewood by Gavin. Not only was it cumbersome, it also smelled so bad that it was not even worth recycling.
What was placed in the open space was still a huge wooden stick, but it was made from a thick branch of the Vanda tree. This gnarled coniferous tree is famous for its strong strength and is an excellent choice for making bows and weapon handles. Choose, there is a small piece on the nearby hill.
The newly made giant wooden stick is shaped a bit like a baseball bat, but it is thicker and longer by more than one size. The gnarled nature of the Vanda tree is perfectly reflected in this weapon, forming protrusions the size of eggs. They are also It will become the lethality of this giant wooden stick.
The giant wooden stick was polished very smooth, and the back half used for holding was densely wrapped with linen to prevent slipping. The whole body showed the golden yellow color of the Fanda wood logs, and had a unique misshapen beauty.
"Is this prepared for me?" Hao was a little in disbelief.
"Why, you don't like it?" Gavin still remembered the unique aesthetics of the half-ogre.
"I like it, I like it very much." The half-ogre nodded quickly. The gnarled, deformed and ugly shape was very to his liking.
"Try the feel, mainly the sense of balance." This weapon was naturally made by Gavin. This is a craft he was forced to develop when he was a slave in the Zhentarim in his previous life. Many times, he had to use local materials to make some temporary The weapon, the giant wooden stick is undoubtedly the simplest and crudest.
It was just the first time he made a weapon for a large figure. Although he had tried it himself before using the giant transformation technique, there was still a big gap between his strength and that of the half-ogre. There was still a big gap.
"Okay, okay, okay!" The half-ogre grinned widely and kept cheering, and the giant gnarled wooden stick buzzed as he danced.
Gavin talked to him about feel and balance, which was basically playing the piano to an ox.
The half-ogre has been using thick tree stumps as weapons for most of his life. Now that he has a specially customized weapon, he feels very comfortable. What other requirements are there?
Even an inexperienced person like Goss can feel that the half-ogre with new weapons is even more terrifying.
Because the speed of his weapon swing has obviously increased by several levels, it has become more difficult to dodge his attacks. Except for Gavin, I believe that few people can easily dodge his sweeping attacks.
He felt very happy after getting a new weapon. He kept waving it while walking. The flowers, plants and trees on the roadside were unlucky, and they were all knocked to pieces by him.
Fortunately, the half-ogre is more protective of new weapons and has no brains to hit the boulders on the roadside.
This also has the advantage that Gavin and the others will not get lost, and they will know where the half-ogre went by following the fallen flowers and plants.
By letting the half-ogre roar out to collect taxes, Gavin kills two birds with one stone.
Finding the origin of spiritual crystals is just one of them.
The second is to further utilize the influence of the Half-Ogre Demon Throat in the surrounding area, especially for those kobold tribes who encounter such tribes.
Gavin and the others were waiting for the half-ogre to show off its power for a while before appearing together with Goss.
Then he started playing the double act.
Gavin calmed down the half-ogre and acted like an inscrutable master.
Goss, on the other hand, pretended to be powerful and lobbied this tribe to join the big family of the Black Well Tribe. He was able to master all kinds of threats and inducements without any teacher.
Although there will not be a few kobold tribes who join the Black Well Tribe on the spot, the information has been passed on to them. In the next period of time, they will definitely try their best to find out about the Black Well Tribe.
As long as the Black Well tribe continues to maintain its current rapid expansion model, these tribes will have to reconsider Goss's proposal today.
The third is to squeeze the goblin tribes as much as possible. Although most of what they get from their hands is rags, mosquitoes are still meat no matter how small they are. When a small amount adds up to a large amount, it is still very impressive.
The most important thing is that one waxes and wanes.
With the rapid expansion of the Black Well Tribe, their scope of activities will gradually increase, and they will inevitably conflict with the surrounding goblin tribes. The possibility of them joining the Kobold Tribe is very small. In order to survive, they are likely to pay All kinds of force.
Now it is equivalent to weakening future enemies.
You often walk by the river without getting your shoes wet.
Not to mention the roar of the half-ogre, even Gavin did not expect that a routine tax collection would have twists and turns.
The half-ogre was turned away from a simple goblin camp. The goblin above said in a sharp voice: "From today on, we don't need to give you any more tributes. We already have a new guardian."
